searching for the pope on 6th st w/a wailing liver.
looking for hope on the barricades of red river.
austin in mid-march has got our number.

hailed a cab next to a singer of a band i admire
danced the waltz with mom
lost pedals
found pedals
still reeling from the record done in what seems like another space and time

boom bip bip

boom bip bip